Viridian Plague: Act II--The Lady of Prophecy & Act III--A Shred of Hope

[Rystil Arden]

"Hmm...I think they just came here to kill me, actually. Would you believe the sludge is all-new? It happened while I was holed up here fighting them off. Must be a consequence of the massive confluence of creatures all together."

 

[Bront]

"New huh? Wow. How odd. You haven't seen another Nymph around have you?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"You mean besides you and your friend here? What's her name, by the way? Anyway, no, I haven't seen another Nymph around here. Why do you ask, Whinoah?"

 

[Bront]

"That's Pleione, and I've been looking for one of my Soul-Mothers."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Oh..." Lyssa tries to think again, but shakes her head.

"No, I'm sorry Whinoah. Now, I know what a Soul Sister is, but what's a Soul Mother? Is that like a Soul Sister who's an older sister and shows you the ropes?" Lyssa wonders, as she simultaneously ponders to Trayah, "Hmm...have you seen spreading evil like this before, Trayah? Corrupted creatures and the like. I've only seen one thing even vaguely similar before, and it was not even nearly this bad. Not by several scales of magnitude."

 

[Bront]

Whinoah nods, "Much like parents that most people have, those that raise young Nymphs. I was lucky, I had two. I don't know anyone else who had 2. But Whisping left, and then Windpetal died. Someone said Whisping went here, but I haven't been able to find her."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Oh dear! That's awful, Whinoah. Well, if we get off this planet alive, I promise to check for you to see what happened to your Whisping and get back to you if I can. Windpetal died on Amaranthia, right? So at least she has become one with the loving breeze that embraced her while she lived, though it means she couldn't be raised."

"Oh, I hope I didn't bring back rough memories with my musing, Whinoah. Though I just met you, I know what it is like to lose a loved one, and I think I'm in danger of losing my cousin now--I am truly sorry for your loss."

 

[unleashed]

Trayah, Lacerta Shaman

“Hrrmmm, to my knowledge the jungle has been untroubled by such evils, during my lifetime at least...until now, of course. Though there have been mention of other evils in our distant past.”

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, what I've seen was on Arris, and compared to this was an insignificant scale. We need to do something to help this wonderful place before it is enveloped by evil! Do you have any leads as to where we should go next?"

 

[Bront]

"No, that's fine. And thank you."